Dean Lombardi Talks With Don Meehan

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[Dean Lombardi calls Don Meehan]

Don: Hello?

Dean: Hey jerk off.

Don: Hey jack ass, to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?

Dean: I was sitting here in my office, feet up, looking at this mini statute of fat Buddha on my desk and it reminded me of Drew, so I thought I’d call you.

Don: That’s fucked up.

Dean: I was referring to Buddha’s smile.

Don: You know, this is Nabokov and Stuart for you all over again.

Dean: This is L.A., our city our home, Los Angeles, we never walk alone.

Don: What the fuck was that?

Dean: Song has been in my head for 2 years. What does it even mean? Nobody knows anyone here. You can live next to someone for 10 years and never know their name.

Don: Yeah, it’s much nicer here in Ontario.

Dean: I bet. Shitty NHL teams, 70 percent of the population are inbred, of course everyone knows everyone else and is friendly.

Don: I should be talking to Burky about Schenn verses wasting my time with you. He doesn’t believe in long-term contracts so we can get 5 years, 30 million dollars done lickidy split. I wish Brian was handling Drew’s negotiations.

Dean: Oh yeah? Why? So he can sign Drew, have your boy underachieve under Wilson and then trade him to a contender when the myopic fan base turns on him?

Don: What are you going to do when Doughty holds out?

Dean: I don’t know, watch him grow progressively fatter, how about you?

Don: Watch you try to contend for the Cup with your NOT Norris Trophy nominee Voynov or NOT Norris Trophy nominee Muzzin.

Dean: Your forgot Hickey.

Don: No, I didn’t.

Dean: He was a good pick at the time.

Don: For a first year GM with shit for brains, yeah, he was a great pick.

Dean: We made up for it with some great pickups in later rounds of drafts.

Don: Like Wayne Simmonds, who you traded?

Dean: We got Mike Richards, idiot.

Don: Should make for some great post game parties.

[Dean’s speaker phone rings]

Dean: Yes?

Secretary: Mr. Lombardi, Ms. Helen Elliott is on the phone.

Dean: That’s Helene.

Secretary: Yes, sir.

Dean: Good morning, Helene.

Helene: Good morning, Dean. I was calling to see how negotiations were progressing between you and Don?

Dean: Oh, very amicable but this is not a good time to talk, can we perhaps chat later?

Helene: Sure.

Dean: Great, thank you. Talk to you soon.

Don: Why did you blow her off?

Dean: Because she actually asks follow-up questions, unlike Hammond.

Don: Good point.

Dean: So, I amicably offer you 9 years, $54 million up your ass.

Don: Ha ha. I counter your amicable offer with an amicable 5 years, $50 million middle finger. Hey, maybe you should let Hextall play GM and handle these negotiations? He would do a better job.

Dean: I should because Hexy wouldn’t negotiate, he would just kick your ass.

Don: Oh, or Solomon. Let him do it. He can offer me an AAV of $6.835 million cubed, divided by pi.

Dean: He is in the next room, you wanna talk to him?

Don: Yeah, in about 1.67 times the square root of 3 minutes.

[Dean’s speaker phone again]

Dean: What’s up?

Secretary: I am sorry for interrupting again, but Mr. Dennis Bernstein is on the phone and he says he urgently needs a story.

Dean: Jesus. Tell him I intend to make Drew Doughty the highest paid player this century. That should entertain his bored readers for a few months.

Secretary: Yes, sir.

Don: So, what are you going to tell people at your team’s Fan Fest tomorrow?

Dean: That we are working hard to get Drew signed and we are confident it will happen.

Don: So, you’re going to lie?

Dean: Yes.

Don: Gonna give them any misguided Hamburger Hill or New York Yankees analogies?

She is a columnist. Her job is to express opinions. There will of course be ones that raise the ire of fans, especially the very management loyal ones, but when read objectively and without too much emotion, there is value in what she does.

Weber is a man and accomplished. Doughty has not done jack shit except win a medal for his country and finish second behind Duncan Keith for the Norris. Weber wants to win and is probably a better team mate then Doughty.

Those accomplishments are nothing to shake a stick at, and 90% of the defenseman in the league wish they could at least do that much. As far as being a better teammate you have nothing to base that on, and so far the only reason I could see that you would say something like that is because of Meehan, not DD. As near as I can see, DD’s teammates love him.